Not really, I already knew the NHL was playing again. If a best guess counts as knowing, and any meteorologist will tell you that it does. (In all seriousness, I don’t like a lot of thee stuff I’ve heard about the writer’s guild, but I’m behind them 100% on this strike. Though I’m behind a separate contract, or even a separate guild entirely, for sitcom writers, because they don’t deserve a cent more than minimum wage for that shit. In other news, I don’t take the phrase “in all seriousness” very seriously.)

Bitch is, hockey is pretty much the one thing I can’t watch without a TV. (Well, I could go to a bar, but other people would be there. You can see my dilemma.) And if I’m buying a TV, I may as well pick up a new PS2, right? I ain’t played Amplitude in ages. Then I look at the songlist from Guitar Hero 3, and am now cursing myself out for selling my PS2 in the first place. (On the plus side, my brother in law pawned my old GH controller, so I have no reason not to get a new one. He might have even left all my shit on the memory card I gave him…)

So I’d like to take this time to point out that I still take commissions, for an obscenely low amount of money. Hint hint.

(The real bitch about selling my PS2 and nearly all my games? I only asked for $150.)